"Alfyn!"
Alfyn, Therion and Ha'anit turned their heads at the sound of Primrose's voice.
"Primrose! And Olberic too! Thank the gods! We were so worried about you two!" Alfyn beamed as he ran up to his two companions, Therion and Ha'anit following closely behind. They all had new robes draped over them and looked quite well- warm, contrary to Primrose's previous worries.
"What happened to you two?" asked Therion eyeing the disheveled appearances of Olberic and Primrose. "You guys look like a mess. Don't tell me you ran into another monster or something? Looks like it must've been quite a fight."
"Quite." Repeated Olberic, as Primrose's cheeks only turned redder.
"W-Where did you all go after the avalanche? And where'd you get those clothes?!" urged a once again shivering Primrose.
"By the god's favor, we weren rescued after the storm. Passing villagers of Stillsnow tooketh us back to town and we awoken there. They provided us with these robes, a warm meal, and supplies."
Ha'anit quickly opened a bag and revealed two more robes, one in scarlet red and one in a dark blue. She handed them to Primrose and Olberic.
"Wearen this. You both musten have suffered through a horrid night. I apologize we couldn't cometh to find you sooner."
"No, I…." Primrose choked on her words, before gathering her thoughts.
"I'm sorry, everyone. It was because of me you all had to go through this. I apologize. I should have listened." Primrose downcast her eyes and as Alfyn, Therion, Ha'anit had trouble showing their surprise. Olberic simply watched her as a warm smile played on his lips.
"Am I hallucinating or did Primrose just apologize?" muttered a dumbfounded Therion to an equally stunned Alfyn.
"Nope. I heard it too." whispered Alfyn.
Ha'anit smiled as Linde approached Primrose and nuzzled her leg affectionately. Primrose smiled and petted her soft fur.
"We are companions aren we, not? Linde and I are ever ready to hunt beside thee. Thou needest but say the word. Now shall we continue on our travels? Whatever business thou must have at Stillsnow must be of greateth importance if thou was willing to go through a blizzard. Leten us depart at once, the village lies not far from here."
Primrose looked up at Ha'anit and smiled gratefully. Nodding her head. Ha'anit returned the smile.
"Are you both sure you're okay though? Your faces are horribly red. Are you feverish?" Asked a worried Alfyn as peered into Olberic's face.
"N-No, we are fine. Let us quickly make for Stillsnow. The faster we can conclude our missions the better." coughed Olberic as re-adjusted his new robe.
"Oh? That's a first? What's the sudden rush, old man?" asked Therion as he cocked a suspicious eye at Olberic.
"I have... unfinished business that I need to get back to at the end of all this." He smirked in Primrose's direction. Primrose bit her lip as she held back a laugh to his glowing read ears. She nodded.
It was going to be one heck of a journey, alright.